When the port was being dredged, many members of the family were there, so the figure of the giant dragon that towered over the sky and the earth was deeply imprinted in their eyes.
After the shock, they hurriedly left the port and reported the situation to their respective family heads. As soon as the celebration ended the next day, there was a congestion of people visiting the Carla family manor. The motorcade containing gifts lined up for a long time outside the manor.
“It’s been a long time since this place was so lively!”
"I know! It's all thanks to the great head of the Kara family. He will definitely bring prosperity to this city again!"
"Who doesn't know..."
A large number of civilians watched the Kara family's station from a distance, admiring and sighing with emotion. This was the first time in more than ten years that they had seen so many carriages with different family emblems on them. All the dignitaries from the North were probably here.
Peter, the patriarch of the Kara family, is sitting on a chair made of rosewood.
He squinted his eyes and blew the tea gently, and a smug gaze glanced at the gate of the manor through the slit of his droopy eyelids.
"The Keller family, a box of gold, five pieces of ruby coral, and a wine cellar in the western suburbs!"
"The Zimbado family, two boxes of gold, three ingots of magical pure iron, a pair of colorful feathered birds..."
"..."
The tribesman responsible for the reception carefully registered the visitors' gifts, and then an attendant walked out and led the guests to the living room.
Everything went in an orderly manner until a few old faces appeared at the door. Peter immediately put down the teacup, asked the original tribesmen to step back, and greeted them with a smile on his face.
"Oh, my respected Marquis Wenger, you are here in person. The Kara family welcomes you!"
Peter stretched out his hands and hugged the visitor warmly.
"Old Peter, Old Peter, you really have been waiting for hope!" The visitor was an old man with gray hair. He handed his cane to the attendant next to him and hugged him with the same smile.
"Is the respected head of the Lin Yuan family here today?"
After the hug, Wenger looked around, and the serpent blood in his body quietly revived, emitting perceptions, but found nothing.
Not only Wenger, Peter also understood what everyone else who came to this manor was thinking. He kept a smile on his face, looked around, and his voice quietly rose a bit.
"Marquis Wenger, I'm really sorry. After the master eliminated the confusion, his bloodline has been intensified. He needs to recuperate his body during this period, so the old man can only receive you."
Wenger pursed his thin lips and said nothing.
Conditioning the body? Only a three-year-old would believe it. How many people saw the dragon at the port! I'm afraid there is another breakthrough in strength.
The old guy talks in a roundabout way!
Wenger sneered in his heart, but the awe in his eyes became even stronger.
Everyone present was not stupid, and they quickly understood the meaning of Peter's words, and their breathing became faster.
Peter was very satisfied with the effect, and he was even more satisfied when he saw another old man behind Wenger.
"Oh my God, it's Marquis Field. Are you feeling better?"
"Thanks to the blessing of the head of the Linyuan family, my health is much better."
Field's smile was a little unnatural.
He could naturally hear the teasing in Peter's words. But the situation is stronger than the people.
In the past, he refused invitations to banquets from the Kara family many times due to physical discomfort, and secretly approached the Ancient Snake Cult. Now he comes here with a shy face, which is somewhat embarrassing.
"I heard that the head of the Lin Yuan family has entered the realm of bloodline manifestation. This time I specially brought the blood essence of the earth dragon Maitito. It should be of some help to the head of your family. Please accept it, Elder Peter."
Field carefully took out a round-bottomed glass bottle from his arms. After the bottle appeared in the outside world, a vague roar of a dragon echoed around him.
"Good thing. Marquis Field is so kind."
Peter had quick eyes and quick hands, and reached for it with a smile. But when he grabbed the bottle, he realized that the other hand on the bottle had not let go. The corner of Peter's mouth trembled slightly, and he secretly pulled hard a few times with his right hand.
"Marquis Field?" he said.
"Oh...oh." Field let go of his hand, feeling like his heart was bleeding.
This is the ancestral treasure of their family. It is said to come from a five-ring earth dragon. Now in order to appease the grievances of the Kara family, it has to be given up.
The reception lasted until evening, and the huge living room in the castle was full of people.
The melodious melody floated under the dome of the house, and the nobles and wealthy businessmen were drinking and talking, and the atmosphere was warm.
Peter and several patriarchs of the branch families sat at the front, where a platform raised to a certain height was raised from the ground, just enough to be seen by everyone in the hall.
"At this moment, we all thought that the glory of the Kara family would be eclipsed by the Ancient Snake Cult. Who would have thought."
"The Duke's bloodline is too terrifying."
"No, I think the new head of the family is too strong. Look, Elder Peter and the others have wasted half their lives, aren't they stuck in the third ring?"
"Alas, it's a pity that I don't have the opportunity to see the master of the family this time."
People whispered and looked at Peter and others on the stage, sighing with regret from time to time.
Eunika Winger stared at Peter and others with her long and narrow eyes.
In a corner not far from them, a boy in a red coat was drinking and enjoying food alone.
As if because she had been staring at him for a long time, the young man raised his head and smiled gently at her.
At this moment, another face with the same gentle temperament suddenly appeared in Yunika's mind.
"Lin Yuan?" she said subconsciously.
"Where are you?" The other young girls sitting at the same table with Yunika looked around quickly.
"It's not the head of the Lin Yuan family, it's his number one follower Shi Ying." A girl said in disappointment.
"It seems that Miss Yunika is too impatient." The girl from the Field family covered her mouth and chuckled.
"If you ask me, it would be good if I could marry him. I heard that this follower's strength is also very terrifying." Another girl said.
Unika did not respond to her companions' conversation.
Today, young people like them were brought here by their elders with the intention of getting married.
But she once sat in the restaurant and saw with her own eyes that Shi Shiying followed Lin Yuan into the Bone Maze. The temperaments of the two of them were different.
But, what was the feeling just now?
Yunika glanced at the corner again. This time Shiying didn't raise her head, and she didn't find the strange feeling just now.
Behind the castle.
In the head of the house's room, Lin Yuan stood in front of the window and looked at the night, with bursts of laughter from the banquet ringing in his ears.
Staying quietly and alone away from everyone, he reviewed his experiences since he came to this world several times. Some questions were answered in his mind, but more questions remained unanswered.
"Well, in short, let's improve our strength first. There is nothing wrong with that."
Lin Yuan, who is called a genius warlock by everyone, is obviously not satisfied with his current state. Not to mention the pillar gods such as the mist of the lost world, and the mist river that just appears faintly behind the mist, can crush his so-called The dragon.
Lin Yuan stopped watching the night and returned to the center of the room.
He took out the fine gold from his storage belt pouch and melted it, sketched the lines of the magic circle on the ground, and injected mithril to weave mysterious symbols around the circle.
The magic glow was shining, and Lin Yuan took out pieces of precious materials and threw them into the magic circle. As soon as these materials fell in, they were wrapped up by a force and turned into various colorful lines, entangled around the main body of the magic circle.
The magic power bound by the magic circle is getting stronger and stronger, and there are faint roars from various creatures. Lin Yuan no longer hesitated and stepped into the magic circle while reciting strange scriptures.
Like cold water dripping into a pan, the colorful energy turned into arms stretching out from the ground, trying to grab the edge of the forest and drag them into the earth. But silver-white scripture symbols flew out of his mouth one after another, infected his arms, and merged into his body.
Huge changes were quietly taking place deep in the blood vessels of Lin Yuan's body, transforming every cell in the body.
Time began to pass slowly.
